Page 89 of Romancing His Heart

Oh shit.

“Yeah, that’s right, buddy. If I’m not using my supplies, where do you think these stories are coming from? My imagination is good, but not that good,” she says, pointing to the screen.

“Ah, are you writing our sex life in that book?”

“Honestly? I’m not sure. I didn’t even realize it was happening. Every other book, I’ve had to drag out Jack and J— Pearl. Guess we’ll find out when I do my read-through.”

Panic sets in.Do I want the guys reading about our sex life like personalized porn? Wait. How detailed are her books? Do they think she’s done all the shit she writes?

“If you frown any harder, you might hurt yourself,” she calls before dragging her Bose headphones over her ears.

Fuck me.

Stabbing the library key on Sloane’s kindle, I search the backlog until I find her books. After glancing up to make sure she’s occupied, I open one. It’ll be like watching a chick-flick, right? How bad could it be?

* * *

Two hours later

Loki:Sloane doesn’t sleep around.

Preston: I’d hope not.

Dexter: You read her books, didn’t you?

Loki: This book, these characters are not her. You fuckers better not be picturing her when you read them.

Trevor: Fuck off, twatwaffle. We’re thinking of our wives and running from them after they read a new one. Pro tip—let them cool off for at least two hours after reading one of Sloane’s books before doing the dirty, or you might hurt yourself.

Preston: Sloane writes them, so what do you suggest for Loki?

Dexter: Holy shit. Is your dick still working?

Trevor: WTF dude? Now Julia will read the new book and know it’s you.

Loki: She isn’t writing about us.

Loki: At least, I don’t think she is.

Loki: It’s all made up. It’s fiction, none of it’s real.

Dexter: So the sneak peek that Lanie got last week about Marco railing Lucy standing up in the shower wasn’t you? Because I gotta tell you, dude, if it was? Props to you. That’s fucking hard. I almost fell through the glass door trying.

Loki: Fuck me.

Preston: (laughing crying emoji)

Trevor: Christ. Are you the reason Julia suddenly wants me to be “The Boss” in the bedroom? I think I’m going to be sick.

Dexter: What book are you reading?

Loki: The Story of Us.

Trevor: Good God, man. That’s a tough one. When Henry walks away from Stacey? I might have shed a tear. Your girl can write.

She really can. I won’t admit it, but her writing has stirred some pretty uncomfortable feelings.

Dexter: Lanie sobbed for three days after that one. I may have had to take a break halfway through before I could finish it.